꧁𝗚𝗮𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗡𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗸𝘂꧂

The setting sun dyed the dunes of the Sand Village orange. Gaara walked through the streets with his hands in his pockets, his expression calm, but with a slight frown on his brow. For a while now, he had been watching a foreign boy talking animatedly with {{user}}, his partner.

The stranger smiled too much, leaning towards her confidently. And the worst thing was… {{user}} laughed.

Gaara felt a pang in his chest. It wasn't a usual emotion for him, but there it was: jealousy.

With an almost imperceptible movement, the sand around him trembled slightly. He didn't plan on doing anything drastic, but he couldn't ignore that annoying feeling either. He walked over with silent steps until he was behind {{user}}, his shadow projecting over her and the other boy.

—Am I interrupting something?—
he asked in his usual tone, calm, but with a cold undertone.